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Piscean Ocean Creation Where have you been all my life? Sent off to your room to Stand in a corner Eyes welling with the tears of shame Magic water child Come downstairs and hear A story about yourself Told with an ear to the wild. Thirstily playing in the sun That dry dusty dutiful day is done No mirrors to look in who Would dare show your reflection Cracked and parched Crushed and stretched Into something only a shrill Screeching, screaming Screed of a "father" Would find acceptable. Consciousness now molded to a Fine lance point Everything rounded kicked back Down the corridors of time To languish in a lugubrious Lethargy of loveless lostness No owned space in which to shine Your light, South of where I lay lying low Trying but tricked by that Overhead overbright bringer of night Speak now your plight Can't not say it right Come home and sit in my belly Or wherever you'd like We'll have tea And pages of poetry And warm the fire water With an air of groundedness. We'll swim quickly together Around the sun Or play together in an ocean Of dancing rain Piscean emotion, loving devotion Come take your place in this life Already in progress And I promise To not forget again and Leave you flailing in a fortress Of flawless design When clearly you're clamoring To breathe from the Encircling brine. copyright 1997-2002 Panjoyah |